by Jenna Chase
I drove around with no specific destination in mind. Then when I spotted an upscale lounge bar that had opened up just last month, I decided to pull in and park my car.
I walked inside the swanky lounge bar and immediately ordered a drink from the bartender. Not even five minutes later, a man in a business suit sat down next to me and tried to get my attention.
In all honesty, he was actually quite attractive in the looks department. However, when compared to Mr. Thomas, he still paled in comparison. Although, that might not have been a fair comparison since I highly doubted any man out there could actually hold a candle against Mr. Thomas when it came to looking irresistibly hot.
The man sitting next to me introduced himself as Paul, and I noticed how his breath reeked of alcohol when he talked. Also, I noticed how his speech was slurred. Obviously, I wasn't in here trying to get picked up by anyone. However, even if I had been on the prowl, I would have been instantly turned off by a man who had had too much to drink.
Needless to say, I wasn't interested in this Paul guy at all. Therefore, I politely told him I wasn't interested, and I had thought for sure he would just move on to the next gal to hit on. Yet he refused to take the hint and tried to get all grabby-feely with me instead.
I tried to push him away but had no luck since he was so much stronger than me. I was just about to scream for help when a man I didn't expect to see at the lounge came to rescue me from Paul.
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Brian
As soon as I stepped into the lounge, I saw Janet sitting at the bar. Guessed even fate wanted to see us together tonight.
I immediately made my way to the bar to talk to her, and that was when I noticed another guy was already there chatting her up. The thought of another man trying to get inside her pants was enough to make my blood boil, but when I realized he was holding on to her without her approval, rage coursed through my veins.
I grabbed the guy pestering Janet and threw him against one of the vacant tables in the lounge area. Then I told him to leave Janet alone or else he was going to really regret coming in here tonight.
The guy muttered something that sounded like an apology and quickly scrambled out of the lounge bar. It was then that Janet smiled and thanked me for rescuing her.
"Hey, it's no big deal," I said. "Besides, I'm sure you would have gotten the situation under control on your own if I hadn't gotten involved. But I couldn't stand there and not do anything. Seeing that guy with his hands on you like that had me in a fury. I had to put an end to it immediately."
"Well, whatever the case might be, I still have to thank you," said Janet warmly.
"In that case, have a drink with me."
"Okay, I will," she said to my heart's delight.
Chapter 3
Janet
After he had gallantly saved me from the drunk guy at the bar, there was no way I could turn down Mr. Thomas's invitation to join him for a drink. So I sat down at a table with him and ordered a new drink.
Conversation came easily for the both of us. He asked me about my interests outside of work, then told me about his own interests as well. Turned out, we were both big fans of skiing and snowmobiling and had both visited the same ski resorts in the past.
As we talked about our past skiing experiences, I couldn't help but imagine myself going on a ski trip with Mr. Thomas. Based on our conversation, it sounded like we were both advanced skiers who would enjoy going down similar slopes. But that wasn't the only reason why I was fantasizing about going on a ski vacation with Mr. Thomas.
I was thinking about how great it would be to cozy up next to Mr. Thomas after an entire day of skiing. Surely, he would warm me up better than any fireplace could ever wish to do. Heck, even a mug of hot cocoa with marshmallows on top wouldn't be able to compete with Mr. Thomas when it came to making me feel all toasty inside.
The longer I sat there drinking and talking with Mr. Thomas, the more I began to relax around him. In fact, it could probably be said that I had my guard completely down. Therefore, when he leaned in close and pecked me on the lips, I didn't think to back away.
Electricity surged throughout my entire body the moment our lips touched. We were barely even kissing, yet it already felt like the best kiss of my life.
Without me deliberately thinking about it, my lips decided to part on their own. It was as if they were inviting Mr. Thomas to please come in and explore. And he must have gotten their message, because next thing I knew, his tongue had probed inside my mouth.
I wished I could say that I had the willpower in that moment to push him away. But the truth was that I had fallen completely under his spell. My tongue entwined with his, and I kissed him back just as passionately as he was kissing me.
His hands were on my body, igniting a fire wherever his touch landed. After three years of staying abstinence, I could no longer stand the thought of going home alone tonight. That was why when Mr. Thomas suggested that we leave to go somewhere a bit more private, I wholeheartedly agreed without even thinking about the possible consequences of my decision.
I had originally planned on following him in my car, but Mr. Thomas insisted on driving me to his place. At first, I was hesitant about leaving my car behind. However, after he reassured me that he would send someone to retrieve my car before the end of the night, all signs of hesitation quickly went away, and I agreed to let him drive me to his place.
Mr. Thomas grabbed my hand and led me to his convertible. Then he gallantly opened the passenger door so that I could have a seat inside.
While working with Mr. Thomas, I had seen him drive his convertible plenty of times. However, this was my first time ever riding in it with him. The plush leather seats were comfortable and nice. Then when the car started moving, the wind tousled my hair, helping to set the mood for a fun and adventurous night.
As thrilling as it was to feel the wind in my hair while riding in a convertible, my adrenaline level soared even higher after Mr. Thomas reached over and placed his hand on top of my thigh. When I didn't push his hand away, Mr. Thomas got bolder and crept his hand higher and higher until he was touching my most intimate area through the fabric of my dress pants.
I heaved a sigh from his intimate touch, and he looked at me with lust before creeping his hand inside my pants. At that point, my cotton panties were the only thing standing in the way between his hand and my wet sex. But even that didn't remain a barrier for long.
Mr. Thomas slipped his hand under my cotton panties and touched me where I had been dying for his touch. He stroked my clit, and my breath hitched in response. Then he probed a finger inside my entrance, and I gasped out loud.
His long finger slid in and out of my wet pussy while his thumb continued to circle my clit. Over and over again he did this until I was whimpering and moaning his name.
By the time my orgasm subsided, the car had pulled to a stop. Mr. Thomas got out of the convertible and helped me out of his car.
He clasped my hand and led me to the entrance of his home. I followed him inside his magnificent mansion as soon as he had opened the door.
I had always wondered what the inside of a billionaire's home would look like, yet in that moment, I was too distracted by my need for Mr. Thomas to pay much attention to the inside of his home. All I knew was that the mansion was huge and that there would be plenty of places inside the mansion for Mr. Thomas to have his way with me.
Ultimately, I was carried by Mr. Thomas inside his bedroom. He threw me down on the gigantic bed in the middle of the room and quickly got on top of me.
Mr. Thomas kissed my lips again before nipping at my neck. Meanwhile, his hands were busy with unbuttoning my blouse.
After he had successfully unfastened all the buttons on my shirt, Mr. Thomas quickly unclasped my bra. My breasts were revealed to him for the very first time, and the expression on his face told me that he rather liked what he saw.
He licked my hard nipples, first one then the other. Next, he sucked my tit
into his mouth while his hand squeezed my other breast. I instinctively arched my back, effectively pushing even more of my breast into his mouth.
Mr. Thomas stayed at my breasts for a while, sucking and caressing my tits, sending surge after surge of electricity straight down to my clit. As much as I loved all the attention he was giving to my cleavage area, I desperately needed for him to attend to my dripping, wet sex. Therefore, I unabashedly grabbed his hand and placed it on top of my pants.
Mr. Thomas smirked once he got the message I was trying to send. From there, it didn't take long for him to get me out of my pants and cotton panties.
He licked the folds of my pussy, devouring me as if I was the tastiest treat he had ever tasted before. Then he probed his tongue inside my slick channel to fuck me with his tongue. All the while, his thumb flicked across my sensitive clit over and over again.
I squirmed and writhed on the bed as he sucked my pussy and pressed my hot little button. I loved how he didn't stop until I came all over his face. And even then, he didn't actually stop until he had lapped up all of my juices.
Even though I had cum twice now thanks to Mr. Thomas's talented hands and mouth, I still hadn't fully satiated my sexual appetite for the night. So I kissed Mr. Thomas again and began to strip him out of his clothes.
His body was even hotter than what I had imagined. He was lean and strong with firm abs and chest. I traced my fingers along the ridges of his muscles and delighted in the fact that he was all mine for tonight. But as wonderful as his upper body was, the thing that got me drooling the most was the magnificent prize inside his pants.
His cock was both thick and long. In fact, I had never seen such a huge cock in real life before. I wasn't sure if I could fit all of him inside of me, but I was definitely eager to give it a try. However, first, I needed to simply get a taste of his magnificent cock.
I grabbed his cock and brought it towards my mouth. Then I stuck out my tongue and got my very first salty lick of his hard rod. I then caressed his balls as I licked the entire length of his shaft. Based on his grunts, I would say he rather liked what I was doing to him.
Encouraged by his unspoken approval, I wrapped my mouth around his cock and started sucking hard. I tried to get his entire shaft inside my mouth, but he was way too large for me to actually make that happen. Still, Mr. Thomas didn't seem to mind.
After I had sucked his cock for some time, Mr. Thomas withdrew his cock from my mouth and flipped me over so that I was lying on my belly on the bed. He then positioned himself at my entrance and entered me in one swift motion. It felt so fucking good to finally have him inside my pussy that I was actually quite amazed that I didn't end up cumming right away.
At first, he barely got even halfway inside of me. It had been so long since I last got fucked that my pussy was really tight. Plus, I had never actually been with a man that was as well-endowed as Mr. Thomas. Therefore, it was probably impossible for his cock to slide all the way inside right away.
Even with only half of his cock inside of my pussy, I felt more stretched and filled than I had ever felt before. But as content as I was to have just half of his cock inside my body, Mr. Thomas obviously wanted to get even deeper inside.
Slowly but surely, he stretched my pussy by sliding even more of his huge cock inside of my slick channel. Then once he had only another inch or two to get in, he abandoned the idea of going soft and slow and opted instead to ram the rest of his cock fully inside of my body.
I felt as if I had been split in two by his cock. Therefore, I was thankful when he paused for a brief moment after successfully getting all of his cock inside my pussy. The brief pause gave me just enough time to get over the pain of being stretched wide open and to simply appreciate how great it felt to be so stuffed by his cock.
Mr. Thomas didn't stay still for long, though. Before I knew it, he was back to thrusting in and out of my pussy again. Which was more than okay with me, because now that I had had some time to get used to the size of his cock, I was more than ready for him to give me the best fucking of my entire life.
Mr. Thomas was definitely up for the challenge. He roughly kneaded my breasts as he slid in and out of my pussy. With every new thrust, he would fuck me both harder and faster. Then just when I was right on the brink of an orgasm, he moved his hand from my breast down to my clit. He stroked my clit while fucking me from behind, and I came hard as a result.
My pussy pulsated around his cock as I came, causing Mr. Thomas to lose all sense of control and came hard inside of me. Afterward, we cuddled together on the bed until his erection started growing again. At that point, my body was craving his again, and I was more than ready to go for round two with the sexy billionaire.
Chapter 4
Brian
Upon opening my eyes the next morning, the first thought to enter my mind was what an amazing sex dream I had last night. But when I looked over to the usually vacant side of my bed and saw Janet lying there completely naked under my sheets, I knew then that last night wasn't just a dream.
Janet was in fact in my bed last night, and I had my cock buried inside of her tight little pussy for most of the night. It was beyond amazing and even better than I had imagined.
Right now my cock was stirring again as I watched her sleep next to me. I was tempted to roam my hands all over her sexy body and wake her up with some good morning fucking. However, I didn't want her to think that I was only interested in her for the sex because I really was interested in her for so much more than that. So I pushed away my lustful desires and got out of bed to make her a good and hearty breakfast to wake up to.
I walked to the kitchen and immediately started looking around to see what ingredients I had to cook with this morning. Once I found enough ingredients to work with, I got busy with the cooking. All the while, I was humming a happy tune as I thought about how delighted Janet would be to wake up to a stack of pancakes, crisp bacon, scrambled eggs, and a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice.
As soon as I had finished cooking, I walked back into the bedroom to find Janet. However, instead of finding her still lying in my bed, all I found instead was a note from her saying that she had to leave in a hurry.
She must have sneaked out of the house while I was too engrossed in the act of cooking to notice her leaving. But why did she leave without even saying goodbye?
I had been crazy about Janet since the moment I first met her, and after last night, I was more certain than ever that I wanted to take things to the next level with her. I couldn't just let her walk out of my life without hearing the reason why. I needed to find her now.
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Janet
As soon as I opened my eyes and found myself in Mr. Thomas's bed, I immediately regretted what I had done last night. No, it wasn't because I didn't enjoy my time with Mr. Thomas. It was quite to the contrary in fact. Last night was fucking amazing. The sex was the best I had ever experienced, and I felt a real true connection with him.
So why was I regretting last night? Because I had failed to live up to my promise to myself. I had gotten intimate with a man, and now I felt almost certain that I had somehow placed him in harm's way. After all, I was a curse to any man who ever dared to come near me.
Not wanting to make the situation any worse than it already was, I decided to bolt out of bed and sneaked out of the house before Mr. Thomas would have the chance to find out. As I crept my way to the front door, I noticed the smell of bacon in the air. That was when I realized that Mr. Thomas had left the bedroom early this morning to go make breakfast in the kitchen.
The thought of him making breakfast for me to eat almost had me frozen in place. It had been so long since I had shared breakfast with a man, and I didn't even realize how much I had missed it until now. Still, I couldn't be selfish and stay to have breakfast with Mr. Thomas. I was a cursed woman, and I needed to get out of his house as fast as possible to minimize the damage my bad luck was bound to have on him.
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"Janet, I'm so glad to have found you here. Why did you leave without saying goodbye? I had breakfast cooked and waiting for you at my place," he blurted out as soon as I had opened the door.
"Mr. Thomas, last night was nothing more than a one-night stand. And after a one-night stand, it's standard protocol for the person who spent the night to sneak out as soon as morning has arrived," I answered coolly despite feeling in turmoil inside.
"Janet, you're not just a one-night stand to me. Don't you know by now how I feel about you? If it was just about sex, I wouldn't have put in so much effort trying to court you. I'm attracted to your mind just as much as I am to your hot body. So no, a one-night stand isn't even close to being enough. What I want is a serious relationship with you."
I couldn't believe my ears. Did Mr. Thomas really just confessed to wanting a serious relationship with me? I was touched by his confession, and if I was being honest with myself, then I would have confessed to feeling the same way. However, I just knew that if I were to agree to get involved with him, something awful would inevitably happen. For that reason, I had to turn him down despite wanting so badly to just run into his strong arms.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Thomas, I'm not a relationship kind of girl," I said while barely even looking into his eyes.
"Well, I know you're also not a one-night stand type of girl. So what is it? Why are you trying to push me away? What are you so afraid of, Janet?"
The look in his eyes told me he wouldn't leave unless I got real with him and told him why I refused to get in any sort of relationship with him. So for the first time ever, I decided to truly open up to Mr. Thomas.